A boy like me will never be seen fighting for peace

[whysosadistic]

It's fucking freezing out but Mulciber doesn't mind much. He's nursing a fag and a new book in his right hand, Final Fight: The Struggle for Dominance in an Age of Ignorance by Geoffry Elderforge. It just came out last week and its release has been met with criticism and disdain by most, but praise by far fewer. But to Mulciber, these premature judgments only emphasize how lost and utterly idiotic people in their world really are. Elderforge was never one to mask his sentiments in political correctness, a quality Mulciber admired to the core. Why should one hide overt acknowledgments of the plain and simple truth: blood status matters and those delusional enough to believe otherwise are part of the problem, a problem which will be sorted with soon enough.

Mulciber ducks under the wood awning of a nearby shop and takes a drag. As he turns the book over in his hands, he is completely unaware of the fact that he is being watched.*